Financial Seduction-Part 1
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slyfox

FINANCIAL SEDUCTION-Part 1

Fantac64

The raucous sound of the telephone drew me from my absorption in a new mystery novel. I tend to literally become part of a good novel and any interruption can put a scowl on my face.

"Yes?" I said, obviously not ecstatic at the interference.

There was a silence on the other end of the conversation; a silence that gave me time to wipe the scowl off my face and put on a new demeanor.

"I'm sorry," I began again, "this is Mr. Clark, can I help you?"

"I don't know," a soft, feminine and probably quite young voice replied. "My friend Lynn told me to call you."

Them mention of Lynn's name was enough to change the scowl to a delighted smile. "Ah yes, I do recall her mentioning that someone might call. You must be Lexi."

"Yes, that's right." she replied, her voice a bit firmer now that we had a common ground. "She said you might be able to help me."

"It's possible, Lexi," I replied, "but I'd have to talk to you in person to know for sure."

Her voice once again seemed to quake a bit. "I know, she told me."

"What did she tell you about me?" I wondered, although I knew the answer already.

"She said you helped people like me but not everyone. I'd have to convince you that I really needed the help and explain why I needed it. She said that you may be a bit eccentric but that you are really a nice guy that cares about the people you help."

"That's true," I agreed. "When can you come by the house so we can talk?"

"Uh, I don't get off work till five or a little after and I don't get a day off except Sunday." she replied.

"I'm free this evening, Lexi, if you wish, or I'm free Friday evening. I'm afraid that I have plans for the weekend."

"I'll come by tomorrow right after work if that's all right."

"Of course," I agreed. "I'll expect you some time after five-thirty."

"All right," she agreed, "and thank you."

"Don't thank me yet, Lexi. Wait until we come to some kind of an agreement."

When the dial tone was heard, I dialed Lynn's cell phone."

"Did she call you?" she asked.

"Yes, and thank you, Lynn. Is there anything I should know about her you haven't already told me?"

"I don't think so. I know you will go slow with her and treat her with respect. That's the only reason I gave her your phone number."

"I know, sweetheart and I appreciate your confidence. Are we still on for Saturday?"

"Of course. My week wouldn't be complete without our Saturdays. Can I expect a surprise?"

"Perhaps," I replied, smiling. "You'll have to wait and see."

We talked for a few more minutes and I promised her a detailed report of my first meeting with her friend.

I made sure that the ambience was warm and welcoming Friday night, with soft music, dimmed lighting in the living room, and a supply of cold beverages in the refrigerator of the wet bar and my usual well stocked wine chiller.

She showed up promptly at five-forty-five, looking very unsure of herself, wearing a dark blue skirt and soft white sweater that clung to her full young body invitingly. Her long auburn hair was worn down and flowed softly over her shoulders, framing a somewhat pale complexion on a face that reflected the extreme stress that her mind was putting her through. Not knowing what to expect or if I was a threat or not had her very tense and nervous. Though somewhat overweight, I didn't see her that way, only as someone who had the potential to become a wonderful, passionate lover. Her hips were full, but not wide, her breasts full, but not pendulous. She reminded me a great deal of a similar young woman of a few years previous that was one of the most passionate women I'd ever found once I developed her into the woman knew she could be.

"Come in Lexi," I said, holding the door open. "I'm Roger Clarke, and I don't bite, at least not usually. I talked to Lynn and told her we were meeting tonight."

"Oh, ok," she mumbled, as she stepped into the house and stopped, not sure whether she was going to go any further than just inside the door.

"Let's go into the den where be more comfortable as we talk."

She allowed me to usher her into the den, a very inviting room with oversized furniture, thick carpet on the floor, a home theater system with a big screen plasma television, and flowers in several locations.

"Please," I said, indicating a pair of very comfortable recliners across from each other, a low glass topped table between them, on which I had placed a bowl holding chocolates, and vanilla coated mints. "Can I offer you something to drink?" I offered. "White wine, or a soft drink, or some iced tea perhaps?"

"A cola would be nice," she decided.

‘You haven't eaten anything yet, Lexi, could I offer you some cheese and fruit?"

"Yes, thank you, my stomach is a bit unstable right now."

"It's just nerves, Lexi. Relax, you're not in any danger here and I don't make it a habit of forcing myself on the women in my life. How about you telling me what your problem is while I fix us a snack."

"It's embarrassing to talk about it," she said. "My husband, Chad, says that someone stole some money from his locker at work. I don't believe they did but he's told me that before so it's no surprise. I don't know if he gambles or spends that much at the bar or what but I'm constantly trying to find a way to pay the bills."

"What is it this time?" I asked.

I got a disconnect notice on the electric and we were already on a probationary status so they turn us off if the bill is more than 45 days past due. They're turning it off on Tuesday and I just can't come up with the money this time."

"How much is it?"

"160 dollars. 260 if they disconnect and reconnect it."

"Does your husband work?"

"Yes, but he only gets six and a half an hour and they cut his hours, or at least he says they did."

"So you're paying most of the bills then?"

"Almost all of them. I make pretty good money working where Lynn used to work but it's just never enough."

"That's why I helped Lynn get out of there." I advised her.

"I know. She told me about that. You're a good friend."

"It goes a lot further than that, but that's not the issue here. The first thing we have to do is get your electric bill paid. How are the other bills?"

"Late, but I'm getting them paid. He gives me grocery money and rent money, or at least part of it, but we need to find a better place to live and it's just out of the question. No one would rent to us with our credit rating."

"Why don't you leave him, Lexi? It sounds like you'd be better off if you weren't paying the bills for both of you."

"I don't make enough to pay the rent along with everything else. It sounds cold, but it's true. I have to have his pittance to make it at all."

I placed a platter of cheese, fruit, crackers, and cream cheese on the table and she started eating, trying hard to conceal how hungry she was. I returned to sit where I was, knowing that in squirming around on the recliner, her short skirt had ridden up on her smooth, creamy thighs and a hint of white panties was apparent.

We talked for about an hour about her situation, her financial mess, and it really was as bad as she said, and her family background.

"My family won't even talk to me any more because they feel like all I need them for is more money and it's been that way for awhile so I don't really blame them. I keep telling them it will get better but it's a lie and they all know it. My sister and brother are really successful but I don't exist in their world. Mom and dad aren't wealthy, but they aren't hurting either. They just got tired of pretending they had any hopes or dreams for me."

I sat for a few minutes, watching her nibble at the food that was still on her plate and sip at the wine that was doing a good job of loosening her tongue. "Lexi, I can help you, and I'm willing to do that, but there are some conditions that you may find offensive or intrusive. You might want to discuss this with Lynn and have her tell you about my quirks and requirements. I'll give you the money for your electric bill tonight so that is no longer a problem."

"She wouldn't tell me much," she replied, "just that I had to trust you and believe in you."

"That's true," I replied, "and the trust must be complete. That doesn't sound like much but it isn't as simple as it sounds. You have to be prepared to do whatever I tell you without argument. That doesn't mean you can't ask questions, only that the outcome must be the same in the end. If, at any point, you decide I'm asking too much or demanding too much of you, you can leave, and our relationship will end without bitterness or bad feelings on my part. Does that make sense to you?"

She was squirming around in the chair even more now and the white panties were easily seen. With my knowledge of panties, I decided that she was wearing either hi thigh cut panties or brief bikinis. "What kind of things do you demand of me?"

"We'll discuss that as time goes on IF you decide to work with me to change your life. Think about it, talk about it with Lynn, whatever you want to do, but before I can give you any more money, we have to be in agreement on my conditions."

"Can't you give me some idea of what you demand?" she asked.

"Yes, if you really think you are willing to trust me."

"I have to, Mr. Clarke. I don't have a choice."

"You always have choices, Lexi. Always! You just have to be sure the choices you make are going to benefit you and that you can live with your choices."

"All right," she said. "I'll try, Mr. Clarke."

"First of all, my name is Roger, not Mr. Clarke. We have to be comfortable with each other and I'm not comfortable being called Mr. Clarke."

"All right, Roger."

"Stand up, Lexi," I ordered. She pushed the table away from her and stood slowly. "Now go over to stand by the television." She walked over and turned to face me. "Are you sure about this now, Lexi?" She shrugged her shoulders but finally muttered a hesitant yes. "Remove your clothing, Lexi," I ordered.

"What?" she asked, amazed at the order.

"Remove your clothing," I repeated. "All of it, and place it on the chair next to you."

"I didn't realize..." she began.

"I know that, Lexi, but listen to what I'm saying. I'm going to repeat it one more time. You must be able to trust me completely and do exactly what I tell you to. If you choose not to do it, you may leave and I will still pay your electric bill. I will not touch you tonight and I will not come over to where you are. I just want you to remove all of your clothing right now."

Her hands were shaking as she slowly began to strip and I slowly began to get hard. When she got down to her bra and panties, I had her stop and stand with her legs slightly spread and her arms away from her sides.

"Turn slowly for me, Lexi," I requested. If I got much harder than I was right now I'd have to have it treated in the emergency room. She turned slowly and I was absorbed in the study of her young body, with small, but very firm breasts, and an ass that was rock solid and high, with the most beautiful swell to it.

"Now the bra and panties," I ordered. I could see the stress in her movements but this was a necessary step if I were to achieve my goals. Now she stood there, completely naked and absolutely beautiful. I knew that I had to possess that body at some point but it would take time and patience or I'd lose the chance.

"Turn your back to me, Lexi," I ordered. When she had done so, I gave her an order that I knew would test her willingness to cooperate. "Bend over, please."

"Oh god, this is so embarrassing," she mumbled, but she did as ordered.

"Now reach back and grasp both cheeks of your ass and spread them apart, please."

"Oh my god," she said, loud enough to be heard plainly, but she did as I said and I got a good look at her very young pussy, pink and inviting, and the puckered button of anus, just as pink and beautiful as could be. It was all I could do to keep from throwing her to the floor and taking her right then.

"You may dress now, Lexi," I said, unwillingly, and not without a great deal of regret. When she was dressed, I had her sit down again. "That is the type of thing you must be prepared to accept, Lexi. I didn't touch you, and I didn't threaten you. I never lie, and I never do anything without your knowledge. I will not physically damage or emotionally abuse you at any time. Now, I want you to take your money, pay your bill and take some time to think about this. I can help you, just as I helped Lynn, but you absolutely MUST give me your complete trust."

"I can't cheat on Chad," she replied.

"That is a subject for discussion later," I said. "I want you to call me the next time you need some money if you want to proceed but be sure, Lexi, be very sure. I am prepared to slowly guide you through some financial steps to guarantee you a better, happier life but not without benefit to both of us. I will tell you this, right now. You have to decide what roll, if any, Chad will play in your life when you no longer need his financial help."

I went over and lifted her to her feet. "Thank you for trusting me, Lexi. I will never abuse your trust. Now go home and get some rest. Don't worry about anything and don't think about our possible relationship, if it should come to pass. Right now, you have to get some sleep and eat better. You need to think about yourself more and stop letting the problems get to you. There is help for you...more than you could possibly know." I hugged her tightly, the warmth of her breasts pressing into my chest. I know for a fact that she felt the hardness in my slacks but she didn't give any indication that she had.

When she was gone, I turned off all the lights, stripped naked, and lay back on the couch to get relief from the pressures of desires gone wild, then fell asleep right there with my cock in my hand..

I didn't hear from her for almost three weeks but I knew it was inevitable, I just had to be patient. When she finally did call, I could tell she had been crying by the soft hiccups that she couldn't stop. She was being hurt and hurt bad and she had no where else to turn. I had the edge, but I knew from past experiences that I'd need to go slow... very slow to accomplish my goals for this woman.

"Take your time," I advised, as she tried to talk and cry at the same time. "Tell me what happened."

"He spent the money for my car payment and they just repossessed my car. Oh god, how am I going to get to work now?"

"How could he do that?"

"I left it in my purse, in an envelope, while I went to take a shower. While I was gone, he took it and left."

"Who repossessed the car?" I asked.

"The finance company, Radway Auto Sales uses."

"Are you at home?" I asked.

"Yes," she sobbed, "I have no way to get anywhere else."

"What is the nearest intersection to your home?" I asked.

"Wood and Galvin," she replied.

"I'll be there in about twenty minutes," I replied. "I'll pick you up on the corner and we'll go to this place and see what I can do."

Twenty minutes later, I saw her standing on the corner in white shorts that showed off her long legs wonderfully, and a halter top that enhanced rather than conceal. When she got in the car, she leaned in and I got a good look at those breasts I remembered all too well. She told me where the dealer was and when we got there, she pointed out her car in the back of the lot. It was a beat up old Chrysler New Yorker that had seen its better days a long time ago.

I went in and introduced myself to the owner and asked for the name of his attorney. His head shot up and he immediately became much more cooperative. I asked him how much she owed and he said she owed six hundred sixty five dollars and two hundred twenty five was past due. I peeled off a hundred dollars and handed it to him.

"You're price is ridiculously high but that's fine because we don't want the car anyway. I do, however, want a paid in full receipt and you can keep your car. Just be sure her credit reflects payment in advance of the due date."

"Yeah, I know what you're saying, but..."

"But nothing. You give us what we want and you keep your junk to sell to some other sucker, or you can talk to my legal department. Your choice, but you'd better make it now because my next call will be to an editorial friend of mine that loves to expose frauds like you. The publicity should help you see your way clear to make this right.

He couldn't take care of the paperwork fast enough but as we walked out to clean out her car, she could only wonder how that helped her.

"It clears your credit record of bad payment history, it gets rid of a piece of junk that was going to cost you more in maintenance than the cost of the car, and it allows us to go elsewhere for a better deal."

It didn't take long to find her a four year old Ford Taurus with very low mileage. Some no-nonsense negotiation got her a great deal and in short order, we were on our way to my insurance agent, then the bureau of motor vehicles to get it titled. It all happened so fast she was in a spin.

"Good God Roger," she finally complained, "How do you expect me to pay you back for all this?"

"We'll discuss that Friday night. Be there by six and I'll have dinner ready. What will you tell Chad?"

"Chad will be at the bar and too drunk to care by that time." she replied.

She drove off, a happy woman, and I drove off, a very satisfied man with an erection that was growing by the second.

Friday night, I had steaks on the grill along with some grilled vegetables and a salad. We ate on the patio without discussing the cost she was to pay until everything was cleaned up and taken care of.

I motioned for her to come stand close to me, which she slowly did. "You have the choice whether to proceed or not," I stated. Should you choose not to, the cost of the car and the insurance and plates will be made into a contract which you will have to pay off at the same payments you were making to the bad guys. It will take a long time but you'll be able to make them. Our arrangement will end right now and we will part as friends. It is time for you to make a commitment one way or the other."

She tilted her head back and took a deep breath. "You know the answer Roger."

"I need to hear you say it, Lexi," I persisted. "Do you place yourself in my hands? Do you agree to trust me in everything I say or do?"

"Yes," she stammered.

"Your body is now mine, Lexi. Do you agree to that?"

"Oh god," she blubbered as tears slipped down her cheeks. "Yes," she said, "I agree to be your prostitute."

"NO!" I yelled. "You are not now nor will you ever be a prostitute to me or anyone else...EVER!"

She jumped back in fear at my anger.

"You are free to walk out this door at any time, Lexi, and you financial liability will be as we discussed. I do NOT own you and I am not paying you for sex. I do ask for sexual control of your body with your permission as a way of rewarding me for my investment and the investments to come. Do you understand? I will at all times respect you and your body and never, ever, refer to you in a demeaning way."

"I'm sorry," she sobbed.

I took her in my arms and held her until she stopped crying. "Listen to me, Lexi. I want you to get something to drink and sit down. We'll talk more then."

She got a drink and sat down across from me. "Lexi, I know this is difficult for you and I apologize for losing my temper. It is important to me that you know that you are never to prostitute yourself to me or anyone else. You owe me a lot of money, that is true. I will help you by lending you that money, interest free, at the same payment you were making. That's the whole deal.

Now, I am a very sexual person and while it's true that I could pay a woman for sex whenever I want it, that is not what I want. I don't want a pro. I want real, genuine women who I can convince to allow me my whims and wishes. The women I desire do not desire a man of my age except as a source of support. I will not support another person, no matter how sexy they are. So, I express my gratitude the only way I know how to the women that make my dreams and fantasies real. In addition, as a way to show you what life can be for you, I will help you start a new life. If, at any time, you feel I've gone too far, or the demands are too great, you call it quits."

"Is that how Lynn got her life straightened out?"

"Indeed," I admitted. "We are very close friends to this day and she continues to make me proud of her every time we talk. Do we still have sex? Yes, we do and we both delight in it, but now she no longer needs my financial assistance, only my guidance."

"It's just so hard for me to do this, Roger."

"I'm sure it is, Lexi, and the decision can only be made by you. No one can advise you because it is your body and yours alone. It is that one thing you have that you have total control of. You owe it to no one and no one can own it but you. The question is still the same. Do you accept my offer or not?"

"I can stop at any time?"

"Absolutely." I promised.

"What if I don't want to stop completely, just stop something you are doing to me at that time?"

"All you have to do is tell me no or ask me to stop. I will respect your feelings and your decision."

"Now what?" she asked.

"Come. Sit with me, Lex. Put your back to me and sit between my legs." She did as instructed without comment.

."Lexi, remember the rules. You must trust me and do as I say."

"I know," she agreed.

"Place your hands to your sides and hold on to the seat." I said. Once again, she followed my instructions quickly.

I put my arms around her, under her arms, and scooted her into me, the heat of her ass sending the desired message to my body. Slowly running my hands up her sides, I brushed over the sides of her breasts. I could feel her tense but there was no resistance.

"Lexi, the first thing I must do is to get you comfortable with my touch and the things I like to do. For example, I love to hold your breasts in my hands, feel their heat, and mold them in my palms. Even with your clothing on, you will begin to feel the arousal moving over you as I work your breasts the way I'm doing right now. Are your nipples beginning to harden, Lexi?"

"Yes," she admitted.

"Excellent. Even though you are still dressed, I am able to address your nipples with my fingers as I am doing now, pinching them and brushing my thumbs over them to harden them even more. Can you feel the affect this is having on you?"

"Yes," replied, subconsciously pushing her body into me.

"Now, simple things can have an instant affect on you. For instance, as I pull your shirt over your bra, your body begins to warm to my touch, knowing what my intentions are, and wanting me to continue. Now only your bra stands between my fingers and your breasts and just like this, it's gone."

"My god, Roger, we're outside. People can see."

"Does that prospect frighten you, Lexi?"

"It embarrasses me, Roger. I've never been naked in public."

"Then it will be a new experience for you sweetheart, because before I am done, you will indeed be naked and more in public. Can anyone see us? Perhaps, perhaps not. It doesn't matter. If they can, they are invading our privacy and they don't matter. You have a lovely body, Lexi and I can't wait to show it off."

"Roger, please," she begged, as I began fondling her breasts while my thumbs flicked over her very hard nipples.

"Hush, sweetheart. Don't think about it. Just relax and enjoy what I am doing to you."

I gently pinched each nipple in turn and pulled it away from her body. She sucked in a breath and her hands grasped the sides of the chair to keep from losing control. "Your nipples are delightful, Lexi. I can't wait to taste them and feel them in my mouth."

Pinching each nipple hard, I twisted it sharply as she cried out and drew her body in.

"Does Chad make love to your breasts, sweetheart?"

"No," she muttered, as I moved my fingers over her nipples. Suddenly, I snapped her nipple with my fingers. "Oh shit!" she yelled. "That hurt."

Without replying, I snapped the other one. "Ouch, damn it, Roger, that hurts."

"There are times," I replied, as I snapped the first one again, "when a little bit of pain, snap, can lead, snap, to a lot of pleasure. Snap." She tried to pull away but I held her to me. When she started to reach up, I pushed her hands away sharply. "No, Lexi. You must trust me."

"Oh god, it hurts, Roger."

Ignoring her protests, I continued her education. "Can you see how bright red they are getting?" Snap. "That is because the blood is rushing into the nipples, snap, which makes the nipple, snap, very sensitive to my touch. Now, any contact I make with your nipples, whether with my fingers, my thumb or my tongue, you will instantly be aroused more than you have ever been before. Now, snap, when I touch your nipples, your body reacts in a predictable fashion," Snap."

"It hurts, Roger." she repeated.

"Yes, sweetheart it does, but you will appreciate the affects in a few minutes. Are you aroused yet?"

"How can you ask that when my nipples are throbbing like this?" she asked.

"Because your body says you are. I'll let your nipples rest for a few minutes now, but I'll return to them later. Would you please stand up?"

She did as I asked and I did the same, guiding her down a path as she looked back at where her shirt and bra lay on the deck next to my chair. I took her toward the pool and had her stand next to one of my favorite features of the area, a custom made bar, hand carved of a dark Tahitian hardwood that is almost ebony, but with a rose? hue that is very rare. The top is carved of a single three inch thick slab of extra dark mahogany with rosewood insets of nude women in various poses. Unknown to anyone other than myself, the models for those inserts were Lynn and several other women who had honored me with their bodies.

"Come here, Lexi," I requested, and as she stepped close to me, I reached down to slowly and sensually remove her shorts. The finger behind the zipper actually rubbed over her mons, making it even more sensual. Slowly pulling them down to reveal her white bikinis, I asked her to step out of them. "Now," I continued, "if you would step up onto the bench and place your body on the bar please,"

There is something very erotic about a woman in white panties, and especially a very aroused woman in white panties.

When she was in place, I spread her legs, letting them hang over the padded sides of the bar, thus presenting her panty covered pussy for exploration at my pleasure. A small pillow was placed under her head to make her more comfortable. Taking her hands in mine, I raised them over her head and quickly secured them there with the cuffs I had conveniently placed at the end of the bar. She tensed and twisted to try to see what I was up to but I held her in place.

"Remember, Lexi, you must trust me. I simply don't want you to react in a way that will destroy the emotions of the moment."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, her face reflecting her concerns.

"As I told you earlier, Lexi, a little bit of pain can sometimes lead to an extreme amount of pleasure. When I did this to your nipples, snap, you felt only pain, but your body, snap, was aroused and wanted more."

"How much more pain do I have to endure, Roger?"

"That remains to be revealed as we proceed, darling, but remember, I promised not to do any damage to you and you promised to trust me."

"I know but..."

"Shush now, you must relax and enjoy. You see, Lexi, most men, and I assume that Chad is one of them, have no clue as to how to obtain the maximum pleasure with their partners by giving them maximum pleasure first. In arousing your body by the contact with your nipples, I have prepared it for pleasures few women experience."

All the time I was talking, my hand was moving down her body and now my fingers moved over her panties and over her thigh. "I could just as easily speed things up like this," I said, as my hand cupped her sex while my thumb bumped into her swollen lips. She gasped and arched her back. "But that would not give you the maximum benefits. Far better to caress and stroke your soft thighs, trailing a finger over them in a promise of what is to come. You may not know yet, but your body does."

As I approached her crotch again, I reversed direction to slowly tease her thigh muscles. "Most men would rip your panties off about now and have their way with you but that would be a serious mistake, my dear. No, before I remove them, I will use them to enhance your pleasures."

So saying, I trailed my finger directly up over her slit, pressing the panties fabric into it just enough to prepare it for my next act, which was to repeatedly trail my finger over her slit with a touch so light, almost as a feather. The soft moans she made were my reward and when I turned my finger in her slit, forcing it open a bit more, she whimpered delightfully. A few more strokes with a bit more pressure and her body began twisting as her moans began to turn to groans.

"You're very wet, Lexi, does this feel good?"

"Yesssssss," she hissed. "Oh fuck yes," she yelled, as I slipped my fingertip under the leg of her panties and brushed over bare flesh.

"Oh god yes," she cried. "Don't stop now. Don't stop, oh god don't stop."

"Are you getting closer now, Lexi?"

"Oh my god yes."

"You see, Lexi, it isn't necessary to penetrate to bring you satisfaction, but you'll have to wait a while for that my dear." I stopped my strokes and she whipped her head up.

"What are you doing?" she cried. "For god's sake, Roger, what are you doing to me?"

I pulled her panties aside and brushed over her some more just enough to keep her near the edge. At the same time, I ran my thumb though her slit a few times to moisten it. When the time came, there wouldn't be time to increase the moisture and it had to be wet for me to do what I chose. Moving up on her body, I lifted her breast and flicked my tongue rapidly over her nipple. She gasped loudly and whimpered, but that wasn't quite what I wanted. Snapping each nipple once more, I hesitated a moment, then lowered my mouth to her breast, surrounding her entire aureole with my lips. I let my hand rove downward as I softly sucked on her until she was writhing wildly under me touch. When I was sure she was ready, I began rubbing into the top of her slit with my thumb, further irritating the tender clit that dwelled just below the surface. She was trying to thrust into my thumb when I sucked hard on her breast over and several times just before I plunged my thumb into her depths.

She screamed and tried to raise up, tried to pull her legs up, tried everything she could to get away from me, but I held her down, driving into her with firm, though not hammering strokes. Within a half dozen strokes, I saw the convulsive spasm begin their march down her stomach and her thighs tightened as she thrashed about wildly.

"Rogerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! With a loud scream, she rammed her hips upward and threw her heels over my legs, digging into me, fighting off the severe spasms that racked her body from her chest down and over her legs. With each wave, she grunted loudly and groaned. My hand was covered with her bountiful nectars that flowed on and on as her orgasm barely slowed. Though I slowed my strokes, I continued working on her breast preventing her orgasm from easing too much, but when her thighs began to show signs of cramping, I stopped sucking on her nipple and slowed my strokes to an almost imperceptible speed until she showed signs of calming. I counted down with each spasm until they were mere quivers, before I once again buried my thumb in her and stroked faster as I bit her nipple several times. She did not disappoint me in the intensity of her second orgasm, nor in its duration. Only after I knew she'd had enough did I withdraw my teeth from her nipple and slow my strokes once more.

As she calmed, I slowly removed her panties, now soaked with her juices. Dipping a finger in her wet lips, I pressed it to her lips, forcing her to taste her own cum, possibly for the first time. Then and only then did I allow myself the same pleasure and I was not the least disappointed. She was every bit as sweet tasting as I suspected and I went back to the well repeatedly, getting a gasp from her with each intrusion.

Her eyes were open now, but glazed and unfocused. I wiped away the drool the slipped down her soft face and the sweat the beaded on her face, neck and forehead.

"You see, Lexi, the intensity you can achieve with timing and patience, and you have experienced but a small portion of what you can achieve with my help."

Her eyes flashed up to me and she shook her head, seeming to beg me not to go any further at least not yet.

"No, my dear, not now. Now you must rest and then we will continue your journey. I kissed her face and left to get her something cold to sip on.

When I returned, she was sleeping like an angel, the slow rise and fall of her breasts enchanting to watch. I placed the glass of sports drink under the bar and went to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a basin of lukewarm water, a cloth, and some towels.

While I waited for her to wake up, I released her wrists and slowly massaged them to restore full circulation. She moaned some but didn't wake up until I bathed her face and neck with the wet cloth.

"Welcome back, Lexi. " I said. She smiled up at me and watched as I bathed her tenderly although I got a bit aggressive on her nipples again, since they would always play a part in whatever I chose to do.

I dried her off as best I could, then lifted her knees up, placing them about even with her navel.

"Give me your hands, Lexi," I instructed. I wrapped her arms around her legs and tied them together so she was trussed up with her pussy high in the air and her anus exposed to my eyes and anything else I chose to use on her although she was not ready for anal yet. It would take some time and repeated teasing before she would allow me that pleasure.

Dribbling some lube over her pussy, I let it trail down over her anus, making her think it was there that I would next journey. She started to say something but I silenced her by just repeating the same mantra. "Trust, Lexi, trust."

Slowly working a finger through her lips, I stroked for a few minutes to get her started, then added a second finger. After a dozen strokes or more, I reached under the bar to get some restraint cuffs which I placed around her upper thighs. A thin cord led down to heavily padded clamps which I secured to her labia after I had spread her wide open. She cried out when I put them on but after they were in place, she settled down. Now, her pussy was wide open to my games. Once more I reached under the bar to get a roll of tape, which I used to pull her flesh high and away from her clit, which was large and somewhat prominent. It was situated perfectly for my next adventure.

"Remember, Lexi....trust."

She knew I was warning her of something that was going to happen that was either painful or embarrassing or both, which would be the case this time.

Pushing my finger into her, I began stroking in smooth, fairly rapid strokes until her milky white fluids began to appear around my finger. Then I leaned in and began sucking on her clit, pulling it into my mouth as hard as I could, over and over again but when she showed signs of moving toward an orgasm, I stopped. Her next orgasm might well be the strongest she had ever experienced if I did my job right. I licked on it, flicked my tongue over it, and nipped at it, keeping her close, even as my finger continued stroking into her. Once again, I paused as she got close. Then I put three fingers together and softly slapped at her engorged clit. She cried out which was what I wanted, so I slapped it again, and again, though not hard. It was dark red and throbbing by that time so I waited a few seconds for it to settle down, and then slapped it several times quite hard. She was screaming her head off that I was killing her so I stopped and licked it to be sure it was ready. Pulling my finger from her pussy, I pushed it into her anus. There was no doubt that she wasn't happy about that, but I stoked in and out until she accepted it, then got ready for her next orgasm. With my finger in her ass, I pushed the thumb into her pussy and stroked them both in and out until she was thrusting into me, looking for that special orgasm. I brought her close and stopped several times as her fluids began to pool on the bar top, and stopped.

"Hold on tight, Lexi," I warned, as I pumped wildly into her ass and pussy. As she began the approach, I slapped her clit a few more times with the other hand, then bent to suck on it several times. She was so close I could smell it coming when I bit her clit hard and yanked on it, whipping it back and forth as my fingers and thumb drove into her faster and harder.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck she screamed, and then I yanked one more time.

"ROGERRRRRRRRRRRRR."

She couldn't change her position and there was nothing she could do to relieve the body torturing stress of that orgasm. Every muscle in her body was cramping into itself and tears poured from her eyes. Her cum started oozing from her pussy just before she came and when she came, it squirted out several times as though she were pissing. I pulled my thumb out and bent to suck away those sweet juices as fast as I could, noisily slurping and sucking like a hungry child.

"Oh god, oh god," she moaned over and over as she began to calm. "Oh my god, I'm dying."

I quickly pulled my finger from her ass and went up to untie her and allow her legs to drop down beside the bar again. Then I lifted her from the bar and rolled her onto her stomach. For several minutes, I massaged her shoulders, back and all the way down to her calves as the spasms didn't see to want to cease.

When she calmed, I lifted her and carried her to a chair, letting her catch her breath. Her clit was still very irritated so she couldn't sit directly on the fabric but she was too weak to get up.

Once again, I bathed her sweat away, and cleaned up the tender pussy, being very careful not to make contact with her clit.

She sat sipping on her sports drink without saying anything but I knew she was not at all happy with me at that moment, even though she had to know that her orgasm was one of memorable proportions.

"Lexi, we have but one thing to do yet," I advised.

"Please Roger, no more pain. I beg of you, no more pain."

"No pain, sweetheart," I replied.

I stepped away from her and moved out of her sight to strip off my clothing and allow my throbbing cock its freedom. Pre-cum dripped from it like a leaky faucet. It had been patient but now it needed some release.

"I've focused on you up until this point, Lexi," I said, still out of her sight. "I've given you orgasms that you will never forget, bathed you, cuddled you, and yes, hurt you. Now I need something for myself." She turned to see my hard cock right by her head and she pulled away. "No Lexi, I am not going to make love to you today. Still I must demand some relief."

It suddenly dawned on her what I was thinking of."

"Roger, I don't...I mean I can't."

‘Yes you can, Lexi. Now, take it in your hand and stroke it gently."

It throbbed with blood as she lifted it and drove the skin back, pumping it up and down as my balls swelled in appreciation.

"Kiss it, Lexi. Kiss it all over." I watched in pleasure as she kissed my balls, up the shaft and around the head. "Kiss the tip of the head, Lexi, and work your head into the slit you find there."

I fought back groan after groan as she pumped and kissed, pumped and kissed. "It's time now, Lexi. Take the head in your lips and run your tongue around it."

I was so aroused I wasn't going to last long but I wanted her to give me head in a grand way before I dumped a load I'd been building all day long.

"Now start working it deeper into your mouth." When the head finally was in her mouth, I thrust forward. She gagged but I put my hand on her head and held my cock about half way into her throat. Once she had control again, I began pushing it in further with each stroke. She fought to keep me from getting it all in but I was determined that she would go the whole way.

"Good Lexi, honey. Suck it. Oh god yes, just like that sweetheart. Oh my god, I'm getting close."

"I can't," she repeated, referring to the fact that she was going to be forced to swallow every drop of cum I'd saved all day long.

"Yes you can, Lexi. You can and you will. Trust me Lexi, you will swallow every drop and suck me dry or we will do it all over again until you do it right."

When my balls threatened to explode, I thrust harder and deeper, gagging her with each stroke. My cock grew harder, and thicker and I grabbed her head, ramming it down on my cock as I exploded deep in her throat. When she started to gag and almost vomit, I reached down and clamped my fingers on her nose so she couldn't breathe.

"Swallow, Lexi, swallow hard. You can do it now. Suck it down, damn it, swallow it all."

She managed to get quite a bit of it down before she coughed and choked on the sheer quantity of the thick stringy cum. I wouldn't let go of her head though, until she had sucked or licked away every single drop and swallowed it down.

"Oh my god," she groaned, as she fought not to vomit. When her stomach started to act like it was going to defy her efforts, I pushed her head back and forced her to swallow several times by holding her nose again. White streams of cum trickled from the corners of her lips and her tongue was coated with white that she fought to get rid of. I handed her a package of mints which she dumped into her mouth.

"As I said," I told her, "you can and you will."

"I can't do this, Roger," she stated.

"That is your choice, Lexi. I can have the contract ready for you on Monday. Just come by and sign it and we'll start taking the money out of your check each week.. Of course, that will end my commitment to your future, but as I said, it is your choice. You might take the time to speak to Lynn before you make your decision, but I want your decision no later than Monday morning. If you agree to continue, you will not have the opportunity to change the decision until after our next session next Friday. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she replied with a groan.

We both knew what her decision would be although she might indeed call Lynn for some advice first. I hoped so because the tests would only become more difficult as time went on.

"Come her a minute," I told her. She came over to me and I kissed each nipple. "Now, leave your bra off because if you don't, you will wish you had. The fabric of your shirt is all you can handle rubbing against those irritated nipples and you will be hard pressed not to have another orgasm before you even get home."

She dressed and left off not only her bra, but her panties as well.

"I have some rules you must follow this weekend," I said.

"Rules? What kind of rules?"

"You are not to have sex with Chad this weekend. You are to lie on your bed, naked, and masturbate at least once a day and your orgasms must be loud and strong each time. If he tries to have sex with you, use whatever excuse you can think of but do not allow him to have sex with you. If he ever has sex with you again, he will have to earn the right and we will discuss that next week."

"What if I can't cum?" she asked.

"Do you have a tv in your bedroom with a recorder on it?"

"Yes," she replied.

"In that cabinet by your knee is a video. The same video is on the tape and the DVD so take the one you use. When you are ready to masturbate, play that video. I promise, you will cum, probably again and again."

"There's no label on it," she observed.

"You will learn the title when you play it. You need not return it next week. I have something else in mind for the next one."

When she left, I smiled as I saw her hips moving so temptingly. It had taken every bit of resolve I had not to have sex with her while her pussy and ass were so temptingly displayed but that time would come and it wouldn't be much longer. In the meantime, I had to make preparations for the next session.